He had managed to exit the castle, which was more of a palace really, within a few minutes thanks to the signs that were helpfully placed on every other corner. None of the servants in the castle bothered to stop him; they were too occupied cowering while staring in the direction of the throne room were screams and the sounds of battle rang out for all to hear.

Quickly finding a door to the outside he dashed through, before making his way out through the streets, ducking through alleys. The ring on his finger feed a continuous calm presence throughout his person, preventing him from panicking. Yet even though he remained calm, he still winced at every lance of sunlight which aggravated his headache.

After twenty minutes of running, the displaced man reached an abandoned building, which he quickly entered. The place was as large as a Walmart, there was no furniture, just a few old crates and forgotten sheets of paper on the ground. The walls were covered with graffiti, not as colorful as the type seen on earth, but still unexpected to find in a land of ponies.

‘I suppose some things are the same no matter where you are.’ He thought as he walked over towards a fairly clean crate. Wiping it off, he sat down, sighing aloud as he removed the Helm of Ultimate Technology, his headache leaving with it. ‘I suppose all power comes with a price.’ He thought bitterly. Suddenly, the tech-gauntlet on his hand sent a small jolt of electricity throughout his arm, causing him to flinch. ‘What was that?’ He thought, rubbing his arm lightly. ‘Come to think of it, where am I? All I got is this place is full of ponies, a few names and the fact that the one called ‘Celestia’ wants my Helm and ring.’

He sat there, mulling the small amount of information over in his head, the ring helping him focus solely on the task at hand. The name of the solar princess kept worming through his mind, triggering a vague memory from earlier . . .

“Fuck.” It hit him like a charging rhino. Celestia, ponies, magical beams and unicorns. He was in that show the kids were talking about. A world he had no idea about. Sure he had the ability to use the powers shown in Kaijudo, but he had no idea about anything beyond some names and concepts. He was terrified, yet remained calm. The ring on his finger burned as it forced its wearer to remain calm, to remain in control of himself to insure he did not act unrationally and do something stupid like go on a rampage that would result in its destruction and his imprisonment.

‘What the hell am I going to do?’ He thought calmly, the urge to shout and scream and rant, and even to cry was there, but the over whelming calm forced it down to a mere notion. There, but not enough to act upon. ‘I cannot ask for their help, I already tried and that led me into being labeled a villain.’ He gave a hollow laugh at the thought, he tented his fingers before resting his head on the interlocked digits, the gauntlet pleasantly warm in the cold room.

‘I assaulted eight national figures and their armed forces, there is no way I am going to get help from any of these ponies now.’ He paused. ‘At least, any on the straight and narrow. Perhaps some of their ‘undesirables’ would be willing to help. But where could I find any of those?’ Without help from the common pony, he knew there was very little chance of him finding out who was considered a criminal, or even a good place to hide away from the police and soldiers that he knew would be coming after him. ‘I need to find a place to hide before I can think about recruiting the help of others.’

The ring on his finger sensed its wearer’s distress, the link it was slowly building with its wearer was weak, it did not wish to break his mind like it accidently did with its past host. It was able to choose and manipulate its wearer’s dominant emotion, but it was too weak to fully communicate without an overabundance of mana in the air like there was in the throne room. However, it was still able to send a very simple sentence to the man called Choten.

‘Ken’s gift.’

The thought was in The Choten’s own voice, and flowed seamlessly with his own racing thoughts. As soon as he ‘thought’ it, he quickly reached into his suitcase backpack and pulled out the purple ‘journal’. Opening the front, he noticed the inside cover was a map, detailing the entire country of Equestria, and- if his hunch was correct- placed him in the city Canterlot. After a quick glance through the page titled ‘Places I never wish to visit again’ that was ‘written’ by Twilight Sparkle, showed him exactly where to hide.

‘And I know the perfect creature to get me there.’ Pointing his hand casually at open air he calmly said three words.

"Draglide the Swiftest” His gauntlet ripped a hole in the fabric of reality and pulled the large red dragon into his current dimension. The dragon, or more specifically attack raptor, was about the length of a bus and wore a saddle and lead. That in itself made it a great ride, but what had really made it The Chotens top pick for transportation was the rocket launchers attached to its head and jet engines on its wings. It looked about its surroundings before The Choten waved his hand, causing the reptile to settle with one wing extended.

He calmly collected his possessions and walked over to the patiently waiting attack raptor, before walking up its wing like an on ramp, only having to lightly hop over the wing mounted engine. Once situated on its back he took the lead and had his mount face the ceiling. With a light tug, mount destroyed the roof with a small batch of rockets and leapt into the air, ramming pegasi out the way.

‘Next stop, Froggy Bottom Bogg.’

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“ . . . and that is the current situation, councilmen.” Aqua Seneschal finished in his monotone voice. A quite murmur passed between the three council members. Of the three only councilman Finbarr was visible, the leader of the water civilizations armies acting as the head of the council at the moment.

“Are you sure that the creature that appeared with Rapids Lurker 15678 codenamed: Wwhhsrll female, is indeed a pony? The implications of such a thing are . . . worrying.”

“As protocol dictates,” Aqua began, narrowing his lone red eye,” I had a cyber-virus copy all information stored within his mind and implant it in my data pad. He is indeed a pony from across the veil.”

“And the Helm?” a feminine voice questioned.

“As I said before, it is in the possession of the being called ‘The Choten’.” Came Aqua’s curt reply, he had repeated the same story three times now. “Should I prepare a force for its retrival?”

“No, we will wait for now.” Finbarr stated calmly. “It is obvious that this . . . Choten is not a friend of the ponies. And with his apparent ability to bring creatures from across the veil, I feel that it would be best to become his ally. So prepare yourself, Aqua Seneschal, you will soon leave to propose an alliance between the water civilization and The Choten.” Seeing that he understood, Finbarr finished with,” You have two hours to prepare.”

As the lesser cyber lord turned to leave, he asked, “And what of the pony?”

“We have no more need of him. Send him to reaserch.” The councilman coldly ordered.

Seneschal nodded and bowed out,” As the council commands.”

“Are you sure this is the best course of action, Finbarr?”  The one council member who had yet to speak asked.

“Would it not be simpler to forcefully take the Helm and then rewrite this Choten’s mind so that he obeys us?” The feminine one asked.

  Finbarr sighed at his fellows words. “This is the way things must be. He has worn the Helm without any of the failsafe’s crushing his mind, so it is highly likely a mind rewrite would fail. And that’s if we were able to subdue him. With the Helm he would not even have to raise a arm to turn anyone we send after him against us. Besides, we need all the help we can get.”

“What do you mean?”

With both hands, mechanical and organic, behind his back Finbarr turned to a map that had been marked to show a collection of red flags in a position near a beach, while another group of black flags were positioned as to move away.

“Fire is moving in on us and darkness has abandoned their treaty with us. War could be just around the corner and we have no one to back us, natures alliance with fire makes this even more treacheries.”

“But of light, surely they would . . .”

“They have a firm alliance with fire as well, they will not fight against them. We need every ally we can get.”

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